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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, massive ice sculptures of various polytopes are slowly melting into each other in the center of a frozen, abandoned hockey rink, with the sun setting through the shattered stadium lights, casting an orange glow over everything. Water's somehow not forming on the surface of the ice as the sculptures shift and change, despite the warm air and the sound of distant thunder. The air's heavy with a static charge, smelling like rain, as LFOWLS ILOVEYOU ECHO is written in giant letters across the stadium seats, just... shining like it's made of some kind of liquid metal. A crystal stalactite is somehow just... pulling itself out of the scoreboard.